Although he agreed to Miaomiao and did not pass on the news of her in Weibei to Li Feidao, after going to work, Wang Siyu still called and told me tactfully that there were clues to the whereabouts of the mother and daughter. Perhaps, it would be found soon. The day when the father and daughter reunite was just around the corner...

Li Feidao was naturally ecstatic when he received the news. Over the years, his biggest concern was that his daughter, who had been separated for many years, always hoping to meet again. During the call, this man who was so fierce that he could not suppress his inner joy and choked several times, which made Wang Siyu sigh.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Siyu suddenly remembered something, which was Liao Jingqing's life experience. The girl Su Xiaoqian, who looked very similar to her, moved her family and left the Demon City, as if she had disappeared in the air, but she didn't know where she went.

With the power he holds now, he can do many things that ordinary people cannot achieve, but finding an ordinary person in the vast crowd is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack. The difficulty can be imagined. Many things focus on the word "opportunity". If the fate is not here, you can't force it.

After get off work, Wang Siyu drove to Miaomiao's residence in a car, helped her organize it, put three large packages of things she couldn't bear to throw away, put them in the trunk, and after handing over to the landlord's wife, he drove back to the villa.

Miaomiao was very happy to live in such a luxurious villa. She redecorated the bedroom on the second floor, tied up her apron, cooked a few side dishes, and opened a bottle of red wine. The two of them sat at the table, chatting and laughing, and had dinner in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

As usual, Wang Siyu left the kitchen and sat on the sofa, drinking tea, and watching the "People's Livelihood Observation" program with relish. During this period, because he reported many hot topics of concern to the masses, the program became more and more popular, and the ratings were rising steadily, which had already broken the ratings record of relevant columns of Luoshuitai.

Miaomiao cleaned the table, washed the dishes and chopsticks, took the rag, wiped the various places spotlessly, washed his hands, leaned against the kitchen door, tilted his head, and looked at Wang Siyu pretty.

Wang Siyu turned his head, smiled slightly, waved his hand, and said kindly: "Come and sit down."

Miaomiao walked over obediently, sat next to him, added a cup of tea, and said softly: "Uncle, I really didn't expect that if my mother could live in the villa, she would be shocked if she knew about it."

Wang Siyu smiled, turned off the TV, threw the remote control down, looked at her gently, and said softly: "Miaomiao, what do you need to buy, even if you mention it to your uncle."

"No, this is great, I can't even dream of it!" Miaomiao's face was filled with a sweet smile, and a snow-white little foot leaned out, lifted it up slightly, knocked the floor with his heels, and showed an expression of great enjoyment on her face.

With his eyes falling on the slender and beautiful legs, Wang Siyu frowned and said thoughtfully: "Miaomiao, you are still too young. You should go to study. Otherwise, uncle will arrange it for you to go to a first-class institution to further your studies."

Miaomiao put his jaw on his hand, thought for a while, and said, "I listen to my uncle, but I have to wait for a while. Now the troupe is focusing on cultivating me. Three programs have been arranged. Next June, I will have to perform abroad. If I can win the international performance award and go out to study, it will be even better."

Wang Siyu sighed, saying that poor children were already in their homes, which is not bad. Other girls, at her age, were probably playing around, and Miaomiao has been trained to think about problems independently because of her long-term displaced life. It is really valuable to be able to think about problems independently. But when she thought about it, she felt a little sad, so she picked up the cup and smiled and said, "Okay, then wait a little longer."

Miaomiao leaned her body on the sofa, raised her toes, looked at the toenails that looked like broken jade, and said lazily: "Uncle, do you know? The Xier in our singing and dancing troupe has been transferred away. I heard that she has gone to another province and is going to be a national civil servant."

Wang Siyu took a sip of tea, smiled faintly, and said disrespectfully: "Why, Miaomiao, are you also interested in being a civil servant?"

Miaomiao chuckled and shook her head and said, "No, I just find it interesting. These days, the people in the group are talking about it. It is said that she is pregnant with a senior leader's child. Her mother is rich by her son and has already made it through. Maybe in a few years, she will transform herself and become a high-ranking official. There have been such examples in the singing and dancing troupes before."

Wang Siyu's heart moved and thought to himself that if the rumors were true, the child would probably be Chen Qiming's, but he waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's all rumors that are catching up on the wind and shadows, and the credibility is not high."

Miaomiao opened her eyes wide and argued in a low voice: "Uncle, the matter is true. She told a sister in person and told the name of the official. I heard that it was a big leader in the province and had been transferred."

Wang Siyu smiled faintly, knocked her forehead with his fingers, and said softly: "Every child, ask what those messy things are done!"

Miaomiao glanced at him, stretched out her fingers of peeling onions, rubbed her forehead, and pouted, "Where's the little one? When they walked on the street, they all thought I was ten years old and I knew a lot of things."

Wang Siyu couldn't help but feel funny, put down the cup and said with a smile: "Since you are already sensible, don't get angry anymore. Another day, I will call your father and call your father and daughter to reunite, and everyone will be happy, okay?"

Miaomiao quickly frowned, shook her head into a rattle, and played with the black hair on her chest, and said in a naughty way: "That's not possible, uncle, I listen to you in everything, but this one doesn't work. Mom and I will never forgive him."

"Childish!" Wang Siyu snorted, touched the cigarette box on the coffee table, skillfully popped out one, and after lit it, he threw the lighter down, and said calmly: "Miaomiao, there must be some misunderstandings here. If you two can meet, you will have a chance to resolve it."

Miaomiao sighed, withdrew her right leg, placed her snow-white little feet on her left knee, and painted bright colors on her delicate toenails. After a while, she blushed and glanced at Wang Siyu, and said leisurely: "Uncle, I will never meet him no matter what, and I don't want to hear any news about him, let alone... the relationship between us is not good to let him know!"

"What? What's the relationship between us, what's the relationship?" Wang Siyu was slightly stunned, turned his head, and looked at Miaomiao in surprise.

Miaomiao didn't dare to look at him, so she turned her head to the side, plucked up the courage, and said embarrassedly: "Of course it's that kind of relationship. Uncle, you are my first man, and you will be the last one!"

Wang Siyu was almost angrily angry, frowned and took a breath of cigarettes, spitting out the smoke rings, and said, "Miaomiao, don't talk nonsense, uncle treats you like he is looking at his own daughter, and he has no messy thoughts at all."

Miaomiao stretched out her cherry lips, bit a strand of her hair, smiled timidly, and didn't say anything. She just stretched out her right hand as white as jade, waving it gently, and a faint blush appeared on her pretty face. Her pretty face looked like a girl who had just fallen in love, and it was really adorable.

Wang Siyu was a little embarrassed, looking at the white and tender palm, his heart was pounding. Knowing what the other party was hinting at, he looked away, put half of the cigarette butt in the ashtray, hugged his shoulders, and said lightly: "Miaomiao, what happened that night was just an accident. I hope you can forget that, that way, we can get along better in the future."

"No!" Miaomiao pouted her mouth and said firmly: "Uncle, don't regret it. I know what you are worried about, but in a few years, when I reach my legal age, everything will be no problem!"

Wang Siyu rubbed his forehead and smiled bitterly: "Silly girl, you were wrong. From beginning to end, uncle has never had that kind of thought."

Miaomiao smiled, turned around, leaned her head on Wang Siyu's shoulder, looked at the carving on the roof, and said softly: "But, I have thought about it, and recently I have been thinking, uncle, I have never liked someone like this. No matter how you refuse, I will never give up."

Wang Siyu was speechless and had no choice but to stand up, with a stern face, and said coldly: "Miaomiao, don't be too willful, be careful of uncle getting angry."

Miaomiao stuck out her tongue, stood up quickly, laughed, and grimaced, saying, "Uncle, I'm joking, don't be angry, I'll go take a shower!" After saying that, she deliberately straightened her chest, twisted her waist and hips, and went upstairs with a charming look.

Wang Siyu touched the back of his head and kept shaking his head. It seemed that it was not easy to clarify the relationship with Miaomiao. If a little girl became infatuated, it would be hopeless. She would often pursue their so-called love regardless of everything.

It was a simple and hot emotion. Although Miaomiao was already suppressing it hard, through her behavior and expression, Wang Siyu could still feel the flame hidden deep in her heart.

However, after learning about her life experience, Wang Siyu, who was already restrained, had no intention of playing with fire. Instead, he thought about what method to solve the problem successfully without hurting Miaomiao.

After going to the bathroom to take a shower, Wang Siyu wrapped himself in a bath towel and entered the study, pulled a chair and sat down, picked up the book on the table, flipped it casually, but was a little absent-minded.

While frowning and contemplating, the ringtone of the cell phone rang. He put down the book, touched the cell phone, looked at the number, and saw that it was Deng Huaan's call. He hurriedly answered the phone. Deng Huaan's hearty laughter rang in his ears: "How is it, Secretary Wang, has the little guy figured it out?"

Wang Siyu sighed, picked up the cup, and whispered: "Not yet, Miaomiao's resistance is very strong, so you can't hurry up."

"Yes, after all, after being separated for so long, there will inevitably be a gap." Deng Huaan also sighed a little, with an understanding expression on his face. He paused, then held his phone and walked to the window, and whispered: "Secretary Wang, there is something I want to inform you that Mayor Tang has attacked Shi Chongshan."

Wang Siyu was stunned for a moment, his expression became serious, and he frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

Deng Huaan smiled and lowered his voice, "Secretary Wang, do you know Shi Chongyi? He is Mayor Shi's younger brother, the one who works in the local tax bureau, is an honest and decent person. He just got the news that he was arrested for pornography at the Longhua Hotel. The girl was still a minor girl. Luo Biao personally gave instructions and dealt with seriously. He cannot escape the crime of rape. Maybe he will have to be sentenced to a heavy sentence!"

Wang Siyu took a sip of tea and said lightly: "Old Deng, is it a coincidence?"

Deng Huaan waved his hand and said with a sneer: "I also have a hidden line on their side, and I am suspected of fishing law enforcement. Shi Chongshan is a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and supported by Secretary Yin of the Municipal Party Committee. It is not so easy to overthrow it. But it is a piece of cake to crack down on his immediate family. Just put a condom and you can arrest people. Although the two sons have gone to Jiangnan Province, they still have relatives here. Take Shi Chongyi and ask him for his attitude. Although this trick is a bit sinister, it is very useful!"

Wang Siyu nodded, thinking that Lao Deng’s analysis was very reasonable. Although the matter might not be instructed by Tang Weiguo, the people below were good at observing words and expressions, guessing the superiors, and solving their problems for their leaders, so they might plan this matter.
Chapter completed!